Review II

Jetleg. 14 hours of sleep. I had turkish coffee *fck*, just because Melek brought some over and everyone had one, so I had to have some too. Then I had bad cravings for something salty, so I ate a whole jar of olives, again! Yes I am a salty person! I only like salted breakfast usually (except french toast).

I had a comfortable Business-Class flight from Newark Int. Airport to Frankfurt, just because Lufthansa messed something up in their reservations. And just because I had asked for my Miles and More Credits, they chose me as the lucky person moving up to business class! Of course I enjoyed every minute of it. One click on the remote and my seat magically became a bed. A selection of may movies, different genres of music etc. I even played Tetris! I had a menue, a selection of 3 starters, 5 main dishes, 3 deserts loads of drinks and snacks to chose from. I didn't know that this could be so much more comfortable. Plenty of space for your legs. No annoying people. Anyways, but I had no one to talk to me. The bitch sitting next to me was such a young spoiled business class woman, with her modern classic outfit, that she almost cried out for punching her in her fckn face.

No matter how comfortable Business class is, I prefer traveling with the normal people. People who have problems and people who are happy about something who like to share it with someone. even if they don't know them. Normal day, let me be aware of the tresure you are.

On my last day I got my second piercing done. So three in total on each ear. I don't know why I made such a big deal about it before. Looks [nais]!

I cannot thank some special person enough for believing in me. God bless him. He actually showed me what happiness is. Happiness is thankfulness. And I  think even if I don't have any endeavors to improve my life and my frame of mind and spiritual condition, I never thank [enough]  for what I have in life. Normal day, let me be aware of the tresure you are. 

And I have met some other people who are so pure and full of love. I wish I had a father like George. Such a nice person. And someone who really deserves to be a Freemason. It was an honor for me to meet someone like him. I wish he was my father. That's a statement. A very dared one. Because I have seen the love he gives for his children and his wife and the way he cares for them. He called me Eftelia. Because he is a true Greek. God bless him and his Family.

I am back in Malta. I am sitting in my room. Elena and Roman have a serious and official relationship now. Elena does not stay here with me anymore. So that almost means I have a single room again.

Doesn't matter. I am used to being single. That's the best thing to be. To be alone with me,myself and I. 

But I guess if one is so picky,  one day he or she will wind up being alone her whole life. God bless me and  Normal day, let me be aware of the tresure you are, so I do find happiness, wthout having to look for it desperately. It is there, I know. I just have to reach out my hand.